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Dusted

leaving home

I was a Lego brick on heaven’s tables with ambitions of being Babel

It would be gravy if I trained well.

I wore the King James label like Air Jordans as an enabler to tap the mike

Cutting shapes for the sake of grand designs lit the eyes.

This mind was primed to freehand more than stencil.

The palette was filled with many colours yet I could only use one

Chew the word and bite your tongue, a babbling baby is free speech.

Slap you with psalms 1 -1 take the p when they reach

They besmirch and beseech the only souls that matter are those of their feet.

Watch how you breathe for Bruce Banner can’t stand spanners in the manor.

What’s love for the poets if you put slammers in the slammer.

Play hangman with every hang up, kill a so-called joker if they stand up

Raise your voice or raise the standard, one day I put my hands up

See I’d chewed on the green grass of home like it was magnanimous manna

How can you be two-faced if you don’t know you’ve got a mask on?

Why fight when I was rapt in the moment that my modem connected.

I didn’t know the download had been infected.

Exceptions and rules wisdom and fools the best fell afoul of while many played chicken.

To challenge was to play hopscotch in a minefield.

Jet fuel from a pulpit could melt your steel if you didn’t have the minerals

They built you so they can kill you.

They built you so they can kill, you.

I’d heed them and repent for I’m a heathen, seedling of evil if I believed them.

I counted years as days, days as hours, hours as minutes and in 15 I’d lost 30

In his eyes were fire and from his mouth swords but this revelation was not written by John.

The shoes I walked in were gone. Was heaven under new management?

Thought I was strapped in! Madness!

Stunned, I snapped into a coma, knowing I could explode at any moment.

Burnt by the cold and homeless, I should have known this was coming.

As the truth created fractions, my history was flagged to be deleted.

I learned that secrets were common knowledge and life hacking wasn’t to make things easier

So I vowed I wouldn’t give them flowers when they’ve kicked the bucket just to keep up appearances.

I’m no longer dumbfounded by the conceited for the mask has fallen.

They put karma’s face on the coin so I dare them to call it.

 

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Lip Service

You keep kissing me in front of all these people
Expecting me to fall in love with you.
We seem to meet before the party, then it’s hard to get in touch with you.
I died for more than double you.
Hold this L
If it’s not too much trouble how about a… hello?
Public displays of affection, rarely a conversation.
You pull up a pew and rearrange the table.
Snack with me and regurgitate it.
Why? Why take the plate if you’re not hungry?
Why tell me you love me in public?
You barely shake my hand or hug me.
You immerse in my water and refuse to plug me.
If our lips must combine like oxygen and hydrogen, why aren’t we more than friends?
Am I the luxury meat at your barbecue?
The pumice stone to your ego?
If I’m the cross road you take in a blue moon in spite of your better route
If to yourself you’re being true, this arrangement is shaky.
Sometimes I hate it.
Our snap chat, I’ll take it over an Amen on Facebook.
I might be on your speed dial for the sake of it,
It is your heart I’m truly taken with.
You are worth the chase and…although you say….
I do… without the declaration.
Some folk forsake marriage for a lifetime of dating.
The choice is yours, is this a love worth embracing?

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10/ 30 Many roofs

Reluctant comfort
Hillsong is not my heart song
Unhappy feet dance
Dessert or new soil
Thirst overwhelms me
The word is my well
Hats and tambourines
Torrential tongues firefight.
No doubt, home is home

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The Journey (52/ 2)

With one hand I can count my roots.
What have I left? Who is right?
It seems day’s dressed as night
Isn’t the sun meant to be, The Christ?
Like an atheist crusade in Saudia Arabia, a cloud switched off the light
Where am I going?

If every paths been beaten, by walking them, am I adding to the torture?
These taut virtues taste like battery acid
It burns to speak in tongues in the temple of my thoughts.
So I make melodies from metatarsals and meditations
Striding alongside the reservoir of motivations
I bear my cross along side man made war
To weigh stone cold silences mistaken for peace
My ears swallow to make a sum of my failures
Where am I going?

From the mourning comes englightening
If hades is broad statements, paradise seems narrow minded
I drink the colours from the sky and define me.
Is it called insight when you’re blinded?
I know, If I turn left, I’ll find right again,
I know I’ll find my fight just when I write without aversion
Without purpose, two feats don’t make a legend
It says walk with me

Sure as some steps forward feel like blessings full of curses
Perseverance is more than a purse of verses
Sometimes I want to turn every cyclist into the Icarus of the Trent and Mersey
Disperse them to permanent immersion with a note that says, Today you received mercy
Yet smiles and saluations from strangers dispense these urges
The grass is only greener when my circuits start e-merging
Although I stumble dividing colour because this trip it seems so purple
I AM Going
To work

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Inhaling our reign beau

Breath of Life

Your love is wholesome and elevating like a flower raising in the heat of the sun.
You gave your only one
We desire your will so that we can become
Our eyes fixed on your throne hearts broken for you who lifts our head
We find favour when we are lead by your hand
We were once tossed and driven by every wind, every plan
You are sailor taking our wheel in hand
Your spirit whispers into our sails that we are priceless
You didn’t need to be sold to
Righteous, you embrace and give life to the broken
With every word spoken you embolden our bones
Clothing us with a radiance that out glows gemstones
Strengthens better than any precious metal
Your blessing is never stressful, When we can pray, what do we fret for?
We never expect more but still you give
I am because you live
I breathe because you gave
I am unworthy but you never deserted me
So I return to you daily with praises
You don’t care about staging
Our relationship is for all life stages
Our prayers are more than sky writing
I love you Lord for loving the low life
You give us highlights with guidance
So we strive to decorate our lives with perfection because your temple’s inside us.

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Periscope of Fidelity

Eyes of the world

Hearts like hats worn on a building site
Fear of spirit falling on heads to build insight
Fists balled with bitterness raring to fight the fire that might engulf their candor
Lips quiver like arrows, as words strung like viola symphonies strike chords of disdain

Like an abandoned child they rage at the sound of your name
Yet you turn up for them to gain as a parent bringing presents
You never buy love or deny love

Your words are ammunition when the bullets of desires gun have run (out) like the colour we are clothed with.
You are the enigma that deciphers our coding when our world war seems to disciple us wiith solemn foreboding
Wars water us with a will that we flow in
Until we see the son we don’t grow into our perfect clothing
We simply exchange windows so that we can see pain
The light is a memory that we shade with outlines of truths we saw with one eye open
You never stop glowing, like a battalion of fire flies even though smoke is the inferno

How can we want heaven to open without having hell to go through?
How can we write our own bible of greatness without getting to know you?
Is it because we lie in a bed of lies because they are so reliable?
Or because the mantra of atrocity without empathy is the vial that feeds our leviathan

Who made us Poseidon?
Which plague of no trust left us in denial
Who darkened our in sight and left us with a braillle file
When you call us to reconcile why do we ask why and revole
Our perfect hurt has its own healing season
So help us to see past our past, re-reveal you
Again

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Pray like a Gourmet

beach rain

You pursue me like tidal waves to pearly sands
I am the shell of man filled with the glory of your favour
You reign because you’re my friend and breeze that I breathe
I inhale your presence like rain drops on crumbling soil
I tend my grounding in you, enjoying the toil
You are all

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